now im back after a long hiatus..
wrote this last morning.. called overdosed.
circles open arcs extend , pictures and words and tranformations descend
around me ,lights form contract and seize shapes and humans compose , decompose
i watch , unknowingly fingers touch keys
sustenance dribbles onto my palm
some here some there, bits and peices of papercoins and cards and saved up good sense
and erratic conversations with people i used to know
i see someone s phtographs of a different lifeof a holiday , of a beginning and inbetween phases
coffee is sipped , biscuits are broken and conversation? and conversation trudges along...
overdosing on time, hallucinating about storylines
complete with nothing , replete with space
gorged on the big empty now filled to satiation..
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